After exchanging glances between "good mornings" and "good afternoons", Marcelo realizes it's time to try to go further with Márcio, the doorman in his building. Two worlds will collide through these men's bodies.
2050. The world as we know is about to be destroyed by a pink cloud. Away from the cities and lost on inhabited roads, Pedro and Miguel search for eternity.
In the end, one is dead and the others are alone, although the truth is that they were already alone long before his death. Now all of this is gone and there is no point in looking back.
